Matchmaking the Leads (And Myself, Hopefully)

—A Reverse Harem Isekai Where the Real Plot Twist is Falling First (And Hard)



I got isekai’d. Cool.

Ended up with a sword. Even cooler.

Then I became the secret noble matchmaker for half the continent’s male leads.

And by matchmaker, I mean I faked letters, staged “accidental” meet-cutes, and maybe shoved a few emotionally constipated heirs into actual romantic competence.



Now they’re all happy.



And me? Still single. Still managing businesses. Still sword-fighting nobles who can’t take no for an answer.

Except there’s this one man...

Too polite. Too sharp. Too handsome to be real.

Also: possibly royalty, definitely mine, and absolutely not safe from my marriage jokes.



This wasn’t supposed to be my love story.

But hey! if I can ship others into romance, maybe I can finally match myself, too.



Hopefully